Perhaps life would be better if I didnt grow up. yet, no one could defy nature, hence growing up is a inevitable process reciprocate with the concept of time & space. yet, for me space does exist but time is not. and yet, the clock is still ticking.
Im working adult for now, still baffling whether i want to extend and develop my career or maybe leave it behind and do something else that is more fun. and working in the office with condescending supervisor is so fucking annoying. as if, everything that i've done is wrong. and you (with dr really) always seems to be the one that could never be bother to correct yourself.
Thats the problem with adults, if you encouraged us to speak our mind, why bother to stop us?
and yet, you blame Gen Xy for unable to keep at pace and time.
anyway, I hate the management team when they say we all agree to share "you".
what am I? a piece of cloth?
